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    The heavy rain fell silently from the sky, so thin that it was silent.  Lightning flashes in the dark clouds, like a nest that harbors the womb of disaster.  The huge city lights up layers of lights in the dark night, illuminating the darkness, making it seem both spectacular and swaying.

    Amid the heavy rain and neon lights, a man dragging a suitcase looked down at the airport terminal.

    "This city is like a burning matchbox."

    The suitcase was propped up by the window. He put his hands in the pockets of his suit and looked at the dark city.  The lightning flashed in the clouds, casting a long shadow behind him.

    The shadow was like a beast bound in a cage, twisting and struggling, stirring up fine dust on the ground, revealing a hint of unspeakable violence under the heavy blockade.  Corresponding to this is the unshakable heavy aura in this man's body, just like the Caucasus Mountains that have always been in front of him, standing firm and unmoving for thousands of years.

    He is neither tall nor burly, just ordinary, even half a head shorter than the assistant accompanying him. He is also slightly short among Russians who are famous for their broad frames.

    But when he stepped off the plane, everyone felt that the huge terminal whined, as if it was trampled by a giant beast and was about to twist and collapse.

    The illusion quickly disappeared, and the staff on duty just regarded it as an illusion after working overtime for a long time.

    The man in a suit followed him, bending slightly and whispering:

    "Sir, I have to say that it is very dangerous for you to enter China at this time. Because of Qu Qingyang, the relevant departments have included us in the list of terrorist organizations. If"

    "Don't worry. In fact, I told you before. It's okay for me to come alone. I won't die as easily as you."

    The man dragged the metal suitcase and shook his head indifferently. The electric light outside the window shone, illuminating the corner of the tattoo exposed under his neck - it was a tragic scene of a two-headed vulture and a python fighting.

    "But after all, you and Qu Qingyang have different identities."

    The assistant's brows furrowed: "We have taken him in for so many years, but you still don't know what kind of person he is? He came back here not for the two-headed eagle and us, but for himself, for revenge  "

    "It doesn't matter."

    The man remained calm: "I don't mind if he uses the two-headed eagle for his own purposes."

    "But¡­¡­"

    "There is no but. I know you are worried that he will betray me. But this kind of thingI have never cared about it."

    The man stopped and said in a soft voice: "There is no way for a wolf and a rabbit to be neighbors, and a dog and a jackal are never brothers, right? There are so many categories in this world, but there is no place for losers, because losers will  Homeless.

    Homeless people and homeless people always stay together, and the Double-Headed Eagle is a place for poor people like us to come and keep each other warm.  This world is like winter, all that can burn is the hatred in my heart.  "

    He looked back and looked at his assistant with green eyes.  Those eyes are deep, like whirlpools rolling in the waves:

    "I knew it when I met him in Myanmar. He was the man I was looking for. I could smell the malice, anger and hatred in his heart. It was like a mine being set on fire. That kind of fire light  Shine his eyes as bright as hell."

    The assistant didn¡¯t dare to look at him anymore. He slowly lowered his head as if trapped by a nightmare, only to hear his long sigh: ¡°Where can such a person go except stay in hell and keep warm with devils like us?¡±

    "¡ª¡ªIt sounds really exciting. The story of the mutual friendship between the deposed and expelled emperor and his ministers brings tears to the eyes."

    Opposite him, a cold voice sighed.

    At that moment, it was like lightning passing through the window, illuminating the white snake coiled around the woman's wrist and her eyes.  It was indescribably green, and when it appeared, it was as if the stars had fallen and the thunder and lightning were eclipsed.

    " Different from the confusion and introversion in Zhou Li's eyes, that kind of cyan color is radiating, like the sun shining, as if it wants to render and assimilate the whole world.

    This pair of eyes has appeared three times in front of ability users in the past few years.

    In Europe, the Dora Cannon knocked down the restraining force; in the East China Sea, the most important core control program of the restraining force was taken away; in Japan, the Zero Class, Japan's agency for external ability users, completely collapsed.

    Those eyes are like the sun shining, exuding powerful impact and burning aura all the time.

    Under the gaze of his pupils, the man raised his head with a look of surprise on his face, but the absent-minded assistant seemed to be frightened and couldn't help but touch him.The bulge in the lower back.  The man put his hand on his shoulder to stop the attack.

    He took a step forward, showing a trace of curiosity: "These eyesif I guess correctly, you are Constantine's daughter, right?"

    "This is our first meeting, Mr. Laps, or rather"

    The woman dressed as a tourist was polite, but there was no respect in her eyes at all, as if she was giving her last greeting before drawing her sword:

    ¡°¡ª¡ªThe former ¡®Emperor¡¯ His Majesty.¡±

    "emperor?"

    Rasputin nodded and laughed softly: "I didn't expect anyone to remember this former title Now that you know it is with me, then, this beautiful lady, are you here to take my life?  ?¡±

    At that moment, Rasputin seemed to feel something and raised his head to look at the sky.

    So the clouds were shattered, and a ray of chilling starlight fell on the earth.

    "emperor¡­¡­"

    Someone seemed to be whispering softly in the wind.

    In this world, seven apostles who kill gods stand at the top.

    Reaching the peak ability of the fifth stage brings power enough to destroy everything, but for ordinary ability users, their existence is like the sun, moon and stars high above, too far away.

    They inherit the seven sets of noble divine symbols passed down from ancient times. They are apostles, but for more people, once they successfully challenge the previous apostles and step into that field, they are no longer human, but some kind of  An existence that has become a phenomenon and a myth.

    It¡¯s like the sky.

    Ordinary ability users stand on the earth.  One can only look up.

    Within a thousand years.  The names of the seven apostles are constantly changing.  The world of ability users is also constantly changing. The distance between heaven and earth sometimes lengthens and sometimes shortens, but the only thing that never changes is the position between heaven and earth.

    That is the person who stands on the highest point of the earth and is closest to the sky¡ª¡ª

    emperor.

    The Emperor is the strongest ability user among the apostles in the entire world. He was the winner through countless ability users in the past dynasties.  Known as the most powerful man who can challenge the apostles.

    They inherit the title of 'Emperor' and the only power that can exempt the apostles, and the Apocalypse Armed Forces that can compete with the power of the apostles themselves - the Blood Seal of Rebellion.

    For thousands of years, emperors from generation to generation have continuously challenged the apostles. Some succeeded and became new gods, while some failed and were killed to death.

    ??It has been passed down to this day and has existed in name only.

    Because the emperor of this generation was expelled, exiled, and hunted by the Foundation and the world after defeating the previous emperor decades ago.

    He is called a monster, a deposed emperor, an immortal, an immortal, and a snake-eating vulture.  His name is¡­¡­

    ¡ª¡ªSir Lapus¡ª¡ª

    Ten minutes later, the airport cafe.

    The assistant in suit stood in the corner restlessly.  Looking at the table in the center of the cafe from a distance.

    In the cafe that seemed to have been cleared, two felons who were also wanted by the Foundation sat opposite each other.  Rasputin held the box in his hand and was chewing the sugar cubes in the box at a mind-numbing speed.

    ????????????????????

    Zhou Li casually ordered a cup of coffee, but was too lazy to taste it. He just stirred the cup with a spoon, and the coffee in the cup began to change: calm blue electric light, hot red volcanic lava, and snow powder as pale as ashes.  , pure water that is so clear that there are no impurities

    This is a fun game.

    "So, no more fighting? It's really unexpected."

    "You must have heard that I am one of the candidates for this generation's emperor. Although I am very interested in challenging the strongest person in the material interference system, I will be on a plane in half an hour, so I might as well forget it.  Bar."

    The girl looked up at him like a monster: "How about we talk about it next time?"

    "Yes. You are the daughter of Constantine, and I will give you privileges." Lord Rasp nodded, as generous and majestic as a real emperor, but after he took a sip of his coffee, he frowned helplessly.  :

    "It tastes terrible."

    "You are always happy when you are content, and it seems to be a perfect match for you." The girl's voice was plain, but sarcastic: "A certain prince who once almost dominated ancient China couldn't even drink honey water before he died."

    "Don't say such harsh words."

    Putting down his coffee, this man who looked to be in his prime sighed: "I'm already over 70 years old, why bother provoking me anymore. I've been a deposed emperor for fifty years, but I'm stuck"??This awkward position in the middle makes me sad every time I think about it.  But when I see young people challenging me, I still feel that the world is still full of vitality and alive.  Even if the coffee tastes so bad, it still makes people feel happy.  "

    He said this, but what could not be suppressed in his eyes was the desire for destruction.

    He could smell the scent emanating from Zhou Li's body, which was the sweet smell of blood.  No matter how much sugar cubes he eats, he can't suppress the sweet scent of hunger in his heart The taste is like the best sugar mixed with the best poison, which makes him want to destroy and  I can't help but want to praise.

    Zhou Li seemed not to notice the aura in his eyes, and raised his chin provocatively, showing off his slender and white neck.

    However, the handle of the ladle at the fingertips lit up with a line of coiled lightning.

    ¡°It¡¯s really puzzling, Constantine¡¯s daughter.¡±

    Qing Rasp sighed: "Since you are not going to fight with me, why are you stopping me here?"

    "Qu Qingyang asked you to kill Lu Huaxu?"

    Zhou Li didn¡¯t answer the question: ¡°Some people don¡¯t want him to die so early.¡±

    "Some of the people you are talking about are Constantine, right?"

    "Ha, who knows?" Zhou Li tapped the rim of the cup with a long spoon: "Maybe there is Odin in it."

    Rasputin suddenly laughed, as if he had heard a great joke:

    "What a joke. Odin and Constantine, who should have most hoped that the relevant departments would be dismembered and China's society of capable people would completely collapse, would stand up to maintain order.

    But the foundation, which should have stood up to maintain order, watched as the big ship of the relevant departments sailed into the whirlpool and completely sank

    And we, the terrorists wanted by the Foundation.  But they are helping the foundation achieve the results they want.  To light this last fire with your own hands What happened to this world?  Are you sick?  Or has everyone forgotten what kind of chair is sitting under their buttocks?  "

    "Who knows? Perhaps only you know what you are thinking. What Odin is thinking and what Constantine is thinking."

    In this regard, Zhou Li's voice was cold: "Before I leave, I just want to give you a message. Someone told me that now is not the time for you to take action."

    "Is this an order from Constantine? Does he think he is still the Secretary of the Foundation who has deceived the world's strongest?" Rasput sneered: "Why don't you dare to appear in front of me, but let your own  My daughter comes to speak for her? Are you afraid that I will tear her into pieces?"

    In this sentence, Rasputin used English and maliciously replaced 'him' with 'she'.

    "Let me correct your two mistakes."

    Zhou Li stopped stirring the coffee.

    She put down the ladle.  Two slender fingers were raised, and his eyes became sharp: "First, my name is not Constantine's daughter.

    Second, the Constantine in your mouth never bothers to waste time on losers.  "

    Rasputin listened in silence and then put down the box.

    At that moment, he raised his head and his slightly squinted eyes finally opened.

    So someone heard the thunder.

    It was like the entire terminal was shaking like crazy, the lights went on and off, and all the shaking people waiting for the flight turned pale.  The invisible breath rushed through here like a tide, drowning everything.  And disappeared to the end of the earth.

    The tranquility of the mountains and forests, the madness of the wind and fire.  Collide here, destroy here, disappear here.

    It¡¯s like nothing happened.

    Rasputin silently picked up the box again, chewing the sugar cubes, and the shadows behind him danced wildly in the light.

    "Why should I listen to him?" he asked.

    "You owe him."

    The long spoon in Zhou Li's hand became thinner, and half of the coffee in the cup had evaporated: "In other words, you owe me. If it weren't for you, my mother would not have died. You betrayed her husband and also killed her.  Got her."

    Raspqing was silent and put down the box after a long time: "This is my fault, but I shouldn't be the one who should regret this. If you want to blame her, just blame her for marrying a man who will kill her."

    ¡°It¡¯s not your turn to say this, nor is it your turn to hate.¡±

    Zhou Li¡¯s voice was soft, but her shadow suddenly changed, as ethereal as a sword, aiming at the profile of the crazy beast behind Rasputin, holding her tongue but not speaking, just in time.

    "There are only two people in this world who are qualified to hate him, and you are not among them."

    "You and your brother?"

    Rasputin turned his head and looked into the distance: "I know?There, with those Americans But if you stop me here, he will die there.  "

    As if he could see the battle hundreds of miles away and hear the roar coming from the wind, Rasputin said calmly: "He seems to be dying. A user with the ability of the material interference system would be very interested in that kind of penetrating type."  His abilities are helpless. And his abilities are much weaker than yours."

    "In terms of pure ability, there are not many people in the world who are better than me now." Zhou Li said: "There will never be anyone better than me in the future."

    "Right."

    Rasputin looked at her with pity: "There are not many monsters like you. Fortunately, he is not."

    "Yes, he is not."

    At that moment, a hint of comfort seemed to flash in Zhou Li's eyes, but it didn't seem to be there.

    Soon, an announcement sounded in the terminal, and it was time to board the plane.

    "Then, goodbye, Mr. Emperor, I hope you will still look like an emperor when I see you next time."

    Zhou Li stood up and saluted: "Since you have agreed, will you not go back on your word?"

    "Don't worry, I will be here to watch, just like Constantine wants, but the ending may not be what he wants to see."

    Raspqing turned his head and stared at the heavy rain and clouds outside the window, as if he was overlooking the burning battlefield: "But I have confidence in Qu Qingyang. The outcome has been doomed from the beginning. Whether I am here or not, there is someone tonight.  Must die.

    Since Constantine is willing to let his son be buried with him, then I have nothing to say.  "

    Zhou Li¡¯s footsteps stopped.

    "Let me correct you two more mistakes."

    She said softly: "First, if my brother wants to do something, it will never be because of someone else's order. It will come from his own will. Second"

    Zhou Li's figure gradually dispersed.  Like mist.  Only the cold voice dispersed in the air with the flowing light:

    "¡ª¡ªHe's not weak, he just can't beat me."

    It was as if everything had become an illusion, passing by quickly.

    On the long street, terrifying forces are gathering, turning into a whirlwind, causing heavy rain to fall from the sky, then rise from the ground and rush into the sky.  The rainwater bounced like marbles.  Flying forward, and then being cut into two pieces in front of the erratic and strange blade.

    The originally smooth streets have now turned into shocking ruins. The roads were cut by blades, the railings were twisted under the huge force, and the walls were covered with slash marks.  The strong wind whipped through the exposed wires of the streetlights, sending out a trail of crackling blue sparks.

    When all broken things are connected in series, they can form a straight line.  It was like a line drawn with a ruler from a drawing passed through the wall, leaving a crack.  It penetrated the tall building and opened the gap.  Finally, it extended underground along the broken glass wall.

    On the messy subway waiting platform.  Walter stood on a cut chair, looking down at the young man holding the sword.  A huge gash had been cut into his trench coat.  A faint trace of blood appeared under the torn shirt, crossing his heart.

    If it were two inches deeper, it would be able to pierce his heart.

    But now he was no longer there, beyond the reach of anything.  Only a mocking phantom was left looking at his enemy.

    Zhou Li held the knife in his left hand and raised his right arm. The arm was already embedded with steel nails and coins, as if they were supposed to grow there, intertwined with flesh and blood.  As the tendons moved and pulled the wound, a little bit of scarlet fell.

    As if dealing with something else, Zhou Li bit the steel nail indifferently and pulled it out of his flesh and blood.  The rusty steel nails rubbed against the bones, making a tooth-piercing sound, and blood with rusty iron powder gushed out and fell to the ground.

    One piece, one piece, one piece, one piece

    Until finally, he pulled out the ballpoint pen embedded in his thigh with his twitching right hand.

    The dark blue ballpoint pen grazed the artery of the thigh and penetrated into the body. It was pulled out with blood beads and bone fragments.

    There was a sound of rails being knocked in the distance, and the roar gradually became louder.

    In the late night of two o'clock in the morning, there are only empty subways and drowsy drivers traveling through the tunnels, advancing, and then approaching.  The dazzling car lights illuminated the blood on the faces of the two people from a distance, as well as the intractable ferocity.

    Walter suddenly laughed, and the coin in his hand bounced up and flew towards Zhou Li's throat.

    In a moment of intertwining, the sword light once again passed through the body of the void, cutting the wall behind it.  Walter's fist fell on Zhou Li's face, and when his phalanges and cheekbones collided, it seemed to make a buzzing sound, lingering in Zhou Li's ears.??.

    He staggered back a step, hearing the sound of pleasure close at hand.

    ¡°Halftime is over.¡±

    Walter waved his fist, and his figure passed through the blade and hit Zhou Li in the abdomen.  The bruises spit out from the young man's mouth fell on his sleeves. Walter laughed low and politely:

    "Remember to stay in a good mood, this will be a hearty overtime game."

    "Who says it's not?" A hoarse voice sounded.

    At that moment, Zhou Li made a sound, and the pistol picked up by his little finger spun in the air, and then fell into the other hand.  The muzzle of the gun was pressed against Walter's head, and the trigger was pulled.

    boom!

    The bullet passed through his head, no blood spurted out, it just made Walter's shadow shake violently.

    "I've said it beforethis is of no use to me."

    Walter grabbed his wrist and then kneed him!

    Zhou Li's body was bent and lifted off the ground, his voice was hoarse, "What about this?"

    His arm was twisted at a weird angle, almost dislocated, raised from behind, and grabbed Walter's face.  Walter took a step back, and before he could reveal the sarcastic smile on his face, he saw a bloody ballpoint pen pop out of Zhou Li's cuff.

    In an instant, the pen was held like a sword, and the scarlet and dark green ballpoint pen screamed.

    After the scream, there was a tragic roar.  The ballpoint pen actually penetrated into the phantom that should not have existed, passed through the right side of Walter's face, and penetrated into his mouth.  With Zhou Li's violent pull.  Expand the wound.  Connected to the corner of the mouth.

    So Walter ¡®laughed¡¯, and warm blood flowed from the corners of his forcibly widened ¡®mouth¡¯.

    "I finally see it clearly"

    Zhou Li supported his body with a knife and looked up at the man who staggered back: "Actually, your ability is not to make objects untouchable, but to create a coating, right?"

    Walter just stroked his tragic ¡®smile¡¯ and looked at him silently, with sinister eyes.

    Zhou Li looked at him.  The scarlet blood was reflected in the blue eyes. The blood seemed to have fallen into the water and smudged in his eyes, like an indifferent gaze cast from the underworld.

    "I was very curious from the beginning, how does your ability work, and what method do you use to make an object untouchable Only later did I discover that whether it is a paper airplane or  You just have a 'shield' under your abilities, right? It's like a wall"

    He looked at the blood stains on Walter¡¯s cuffs: ¡°When reality cannot affect you, you cannot affect reality either. Unless the ¡®plating¡¯ is partially lifted.

    ¡°Otherwise, you wouldn¡¯t have escaped underground so quickly.  Because if it's in a heavy rain.  It won't take long for someone to notice and your clothes will be soaked.

    ??Similarly, when you speak, the coating on your face will become weaker, otherwise your voice will not be heard.  The way you hold your breath is really good, it almost made me ignore your breathing problem"

    "To each other. How long can your eyes last?"

    Walter stroked his smiling face, and his voice sounded like he was smiling again: "I didn't expect that one day I would be beaten so badly by an observation-type ability user. But I guess your current ability is actually driven by overclocking, right?  In order to see the gap in my ability, I worked so hardbut how long can you hold on before my ability collapses?"

    He stared at Zhou Li's pupils. In those pupils, bloodshot eyes were spreading slowly and ferociously.  Around the eye sockets, veins have become densely covered at some point

    In the reflection of those eyes, Walter's body was shrouded in a layer of changing light, like smoke drifting in the wind, wrapped around his body, thick in some places, thin in others countless cracks  Traveling quickly on the energy coating.

    For this kind of intensely changing ability, one cannot easily grasp the weak points like stones and **, they are so fast that they disappear in an instant.  Only when it is weak can one or two traces be glimpsed.

    Amidst the roar of the subway getting closer and closer, Zhou Li turned his head and looked at the broken mirror beside him.

    In the sad cracks of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, his face is also torn into pieces. There are dense veins around the blood-colored and green pupils, and layers of silver tree patterns emerge from the inside of the body, connecting to the eye nerves, trying to delay  The speed at which his abilities collapsed.

    He has ten minutes left.

    But ten minutes is enough.

    Zhou Li raised his hand silently, holding the Weeping Blade with his cracked arm. Many cracks appeared on the crystal-like slender blade, and the news disappeared quickly.It shattered, and in the end the blade shortened to thirty centimeters.

    No longer a long-term fight, what follows is a more dangerous close-quarters fight

    Looking at the knife in his hand, Walter also smiled.

    ¡°I almost forgot that I had other things with me.¡±

    He reached out and wiped the blood from the crack on his face with his sleeve, and then shook the gadget in his hand - Magnum 629 revolver.  He took out a handful of bullets from his bulging pocket and stuffed them into the magazine slowly and carefully, ignoring the fact that several bullets fell from his fingertips and fell into the thick blood.  At the end, the magazine closed and made a crisp clicking sound.

    "Okay, let's start the second half."

    Walter raised the pistol, kissed the muzzle, and said softly: "May God bless you and me."

    What answered him was a silent slash, and the sharp whistle spread like a ghost crying.  The cold light left cruel traces in the darkness, intersecting one after another, like countless arcs, ending together and extending into Walter's throat.

    The light ejected from the muzzle tore through the shaking darkness, and two rapidly changing and erratic figures wandered in the huge underground space. Wherever they passed, all the equipment and beams were destroyed and crushed, and everything was devastated.

    The roaring rail train came roaring, whipping up fierce wind, and roared past.

    The sound of the rails being struck roared, and Walter seemed to stagger back as Zhou Li's approaching blade slashed him, pulling the trigger repeatedly.  In the roar of gunfire that shattered the train.  Bullets kept flying past Zhou Li's body.  Some were turned into iron slag by the blade.

    The blade passed through the gap in the ability coating.  It hit Walter's pocket. From the bulging pocket, bullets came out like running water and flew all over the sky.

    Just after two bullets flashed past his eyes, Zhou Li saw the dark gun barrel pointed at his face and pressed against his forehead.

    The cruel smile at the corner of Walter's mouth curled up, as if he was whispering goodbye, and then.  Trigger pulled.

    Zhou Li heard a faint sound, which was the sound of the hammer spring shrinking as the trigger was pulled.  The hammer retreated, the bolt rotated, and thenthe needle fell, the primer was struck, and the gunpowder in the cartridge case exploded and was ignited, making a small and long sound.

    The air in the gun chamber is expanding, and the brass-colored bullet flies forward.  Rotate along the rifling¡­

    At that moment, Zhou Li saw the frozen world.  and the ¡®plating cracks¡¯ on Walter¡¯s palm.

    Everything seemed to be frozen. He didn¡¯t know how many times he had entered this frozen time today, and there was tearing pain in his pupils.  But he still looked at Walter in front of him, looking at his face.

    The car lights passing by illuminated their eyes, one was cruel green, the other was cold green, both with blood.  The same coldness and lack of mercy.

    The cold light of the blade is reflected in the same eyes.

    The blade slashed upwards, like cutting through a layer of tissue paper. The barrel of the gun was cut open, along with bullets flying out.  The bullet whirled quickly, grazing Zhou Li's cheekbones and earlobes and flew into the darkness.  But the trajectory of the blade turned so abruptly, cutting across towards the pistol in front of him.

    In an instant, the silent firearm structure was split into countless components.  The blade was like an all-pervasive snake, burrowing into the crack of Walter's fleeting ability, and then passed between the index finger and middle finger. From front to back, his palm was completely cut into two pieces!

    The frozen time was fleeting, and then, blood flew out and fell on the subway window. As the car moved forward, it smeared a long and sad red line.

    Zhou Li's blade kept pushing upward and horizontally, trying to completely cut his arm.

    But Walter smiled, he didn¡¯t dodge, he just opened his arms and hugged Zhou Li in front of him, warmly and coldly at the same time.

    In a moment of hug, the two were close to each other, Zhou Li touched him, but at that moment he finally understood what he was going to do

    Walter hugged him tightly, then jumped up and fell towards the train that was speeding beside them.

    The subway is roaring.

    He will use this cruel and violent tool to completely crush Zhou Li into pieces!

    In an instant, everything became transparent, as if his body disappeared and dispersed into smoke.

    Zhou Li was pulled into the mezzanine that was separated from reality, passed through the speeding train, landed on the rails, watched as the wheels and bearings rolled over, ran over his face and body, and galloped into the distance.

    Only the roar rushed into my ears.

    The two of them were closer than ever before, amidst the roaring sound of the rails and wheels rubbing against each other.??, looking into each other's eyes.

    ¡°¡­Okay, let¡¯s take a guess.¡±

    Walter pressed his throat tightly and pinned him to the rails.  Amidst the roar, he whispered softly: "What will happen to you if I let you go?"

    He laughed, and the adhesive wound on the right side of his face burst open, cheerful and vicious.

    "actually¡­¡­"

    As the lights flickered on and off, Zhou Li suddenly sighed softly, his voice sarcastic: "You should have let go the moment you jumped in."

    He opened his palms and showed Walter the silver tree patterns entangled in his palms. The tree patterns of the World Tree were glowing, restless like a ferocious beast, as if they were about to escape from his hands, illuminating Walter's face.

    Finally, the palm of his hand was placed behind Walter¡¯s ear.

    ??Close to the fate line.

    In an instant, Walter let out a heart-wrenching hoarse roar.  In an instant, the two of them were ejected from the plating and were covered by the plating again.  The terrifying strong wind crushed by the iron wheel almost tore Zhou Li's neck.

    The coating on his body was flickering, as if it was about to collapse.

    Countless silver circuits extended from Zhou Li's palm, greedily and violently devouring Walter's life mark, like a wild beast breaking into the pasture, hungry and insane.

    The complex life patterns were stripped off one by one and rolled into the World Tree, causing Walter to struggle and tumble wildly.  Want to be free from bondage.  But Zhou Li stuck to him.  Rolling with him in the gap between the tracks and the train.

    Walter turned over with difficulty, reached out to grab Zhou Li's face, and strangled his neck tightly, his face twisted: "World Tree!? It turns out that it is in your body You, madman! Monster!"

    Zhou Li let him pinch himself frantically, and just nodded calmly:

    "Each other."

    Walter made a distorted sound, and broke free from Zhou Li's hand at the moment when his soul was about to be broken, and the two people's bodies suddenly bounced up.

    Zhou Li's blade extended.  Sweeping across, severing the connection between the subway cars, two people jumped into the car at the last moment when the plating was shattered.  However, the detached carriage created a dazzling spark on the rails, rolled over, and finally jumped onto the stand, smashing a section of the pillar and then being half-embedded in the floor.

    In the huge shock and collision, the coating shattered, and the two people were separated and rolled.  It smashed the chairs and railings in the carriage, and finally stopped at both ends of the carriage.

    Zhou Li lay on his back among a pile of broken seats.  He reached out and grabbed the railing beside him, propped himself up, and stumbled to get up, but he felt that all the bones in his body were about to break under the impact.

    It was like being hit head-on by a truck a long time ago.

    The stinging eyes could no longer maintain their power, and the greenish color dissipated, returning to blood-congested pitch black.

    The World Tree sensed his crisis, and the silver tree-shaped diagram covering his body's bones began to release the vitality extracted from the killing in an attempt to quickly repair his body.

    Walter was nailed to the glass by a broken railing. He still had some power left, and his injuries were slightly better than Zhou Li's, just a little.  He roared hoarsely, pulled out the railing nailed into his abdomen, and pulled out half of his broken internal organs.

    Using the railing to support his body, he moved forward with difficulty, walking towards Zhou Li with a distorted face.

    "do you know¡­¡­"

    He made a difficult sound, slowly raised half of the railing in his hand, moved his steps, and walked towards Zhou Li: "There is a plane waiting for me to take me home. There is also my old TV and a broken sofa.  ¡­¡±

    He gritted his teeth and clenched the twisted weapon in his hand: "I promised to help others raise their dog after he diesIcan't waste any more time on you."

    Zhou Li held on to the railing and stood up from the ground with difficulty.  His knife was nailed to the broken car window, and only an emergency wrench was left beside him for breaking the glass in an emergency.

    "What are you waiting for?"

    Zhou Li bent down, picked up the wrench, and staggered towards the enemy in front of him.

    The last swaying car light burst out with sparks and went out, and darkness swallowed everything.

    A roar like a wild beast sounded in the broken carriage, and the chaotic sound spread.

    Five minutes later, it was silent.

    On the devastated long street, the heavy rain is still falling.

    In the crack in the subway station, a staggering figure walked out of the darkness with difficulty. The heavy rain washed over his body and fell to the ground with dried blood.

    The bruised young man dragged the dying enemy out of the crack.

      The night was so quiet, as if all the people had disappeared, even the neon lights were extinguished.  In the quiet square, only a simple newsstand stood in the rain.

    Zhou Li dragged Walter by his collar and threw him to the ground.  Then he sat on the broken cement pier and panted.

    Letting the rain splash, he fumbled in his pocket, and finally found the cigarette box crumpled into a ball in the fierce struggle, and the lighter was also broken.  Zhou Li stood up with his knees in hand, looked at the newsstand in front of him, then broke its glass with his elbow, reached in, and found what he wanted among a pile of old newspapers.

    It was half a box of cigarettes that had not been wet by the rain, and there was a lighter stuffed in the cigarette box.

    With numb fingers, he took out one of them, lit it, and took a deep breath.

    "What a blessing."

    Zhou Li sighed, leaning against the wall of the newsstand, slowly sliding to the ground.  Nicotine brought hallucinations, and the wounds that seemed to twitch all over the body no longer hurt much.

    He was leaning against the wall, like a down-and-out homeless man, and the flickering firelight illuminated the wounds all over his hands.

    Next to him, the dying man groaned, looking at the cigarette in his hand, he couldn't help but lick his lips.  Zhou Li turned his head and caught his gaze.  After thinking for a moment, he lit another one and stuffed it into Walter's mouth.

    Walter took a deep breath, and then coughed violently.

    "Cough cough coughhehe."

    He laughed, causing the ¡®smile¡¯ on his face.  But there was no blood to flow out of the crack.  While coughing.  While sucking the smoke greedily.  A look of intoxication appeared in his eyes:

    "It's a pitythere is no wine."

    Zhou Li smoked silently and ignored him.

    The dying man laughed. He talked a lot and chattered endlessly, as if he wanted to say enough before he died.  But when he looked at Zhou Li, he was stunned. After a long time, he sighed softly:

    "This is the look in your eyes that you are anxious to go homeHaha, a monster like you. How can he have a home?"

    "Yes." Zhou Li nodded.

    ¡°It¡¯s such a luxury.¡±

    Walter blew out smoke rings and said in a hoarse voice: "Is there a woman waiting for you?"

    Zhou Li said softly: "Yes."

    "How do you look? Do you look good? What's your personality like?"

    "Good-looking." Zhou Li nodded: "And virtuous."

    Walter stopped talking and looked at his smile blankly, with complicated eyes, like envy.  The rain splashed on his face and extinguished the cigarette at the corner of his mouth.

    "It's so nice outside. Apart from madmen, the only people left in Arkham are bitches. I only have a TV set that can watch three channels. I also have an old sofa that I madesince I was fourteen years old,  That¡¯s all.¡±

    He lowered his head.  Whispering softly: "But I still want to go back Please let me go, I want to go home."

    "It can't be done."

    Zhou Li looked at him.  He withdrew his gaze and forced himself to look at the endless rain.

    He can only say:

    "You're going to die."

    Walter was stunned, looking at his split heart, where his weak heart was beating hard and was about to go out.  He saw the best joke in the world and couldn't help laughing.

    "Yeah, why do consumables want to go home They can't even do the job of bait well, and they are completely worthless. In fact, no one will be taking care of us at all. We are all consumables, but they seem expensive.  .¡±

    He looked up at the sky, letting the rain fall on his face, and his smile gradually blurred: "There was a bomb on that plane, I knowbut I want to go home"

    He murmured softly, his eyes gradually dimmed, and finally turned into turbid crystals.

    The last breath flowed out from the corner of the mouth as the smoke curled up, dissipating in the rain and mist, like a lost soul.

    he died.

    Zhou Li watched in silence as his body gradually became colder. After a long time, he raised his cold hands and folded them on his chest to cover the crack in his heart.

    A piece of waste paper fell from Walter's stiff fingers. He grabbed it from his pocket before he died. He wanted to crush it, but he no longer had the strength.

    Zhou Li carefully pulled it out, carefully unfolded it, looked at the writing on it in the dim light, and then sank into the bottomless abyss.

    The paper ball was wet by the rain.

    He took out a mobile phone with a broken screen from his pocket. Fortunately, it was still usable, but his fingers couldn't help but tremble.

    With great difficulty, the phone number was broadcast,All I could hear was mechanical electronic sounds.  Zhou Li was stunned, as if he had fallen into a cold swamp and was engulfed by the cold from beginning to end.

    He kept dialing the phone, over and over again.

    The screen of the mobile phone flashes on and off, and it emits a weak but cold sound: the user you called has turned off the phone.

    "Answer the phone, answer the phone."

    Zhou Li whispered to himself, and kept dialing Uncle Yun's number, but could not get through. In the end, he lost all his strength, fell into the rain, and murmured numbly:

    "That bastard, you must have known it a long time ago. Arkham is just a bait, and the assassination of Lu Huaxu is just a cover The person the two-headed eagle really wants to kill is Qian Lizhen!"

    On the ground, the dead Walter was bathed in the rain, with the scars on his face cracked again, facing the sky with a cold and sardonic smile.

    A loud roaring sound rose from under the night sky, and the deceased's cloudy eyes were illuminated by the distant firelight.

    Countless people were awakened by the commotion, looked up, and saw flames rising into the sky, as well as black clouds that were burned red.

    Zhou Li stared at the dim flames and felt cold all over his body.

    ¡ª¡ªThe attack of the two-headed eagle has begun.

    ¡°In a short while, I will once again shake the heavens and the earth, the sea and the dry land. I will shake all the nations, and the desire of all nations will come"

    Under the same night sky, in the heavy rain, someone looked at the burning building in front of them.  As if to embrace the burning world, he spread his hands and recited the prophecy from the prophet loudly.

    That was the prediction jointly made by the Earth Mother and the Divination Master for this action of his, which pointed to the coming of irrefutable and evasive great changes.

    ¡°It¡¯s such an exciting feeling to be home.¡±

    Qu Qingyang walked in the burning rain, opened his hands, and laughed loudly: "Finally goodbye, my friends, the sweetness of reunion is so sad!"

    An RPG hit his shoulder and flew forward, blowing the temporary fortifications in front to pieces.

    The flames and stormy wind lifted up his windbreaker, making a hunting sound in the heavy rain.

    The door of the bloody hall burst open, and he walked into the last fortress stepping on the rain mixed with blood.

    In the silence, he raised his head, looked at the camera in the corner, smiled and made a 'V'-shaped gesture.  Lips open and close in silent greeting.

    "Long time no see." (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!
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